The light of the moon shone on the hillside. A soft breeze rustled the grass planted into the soft, rich earth. Several oak and aspen trees stood like sentries against the wind. Below, several Pidgey pokemon slowly crawled into a tree to turn in for the night. A mother Pidgeotto scanned the surroundings before curling up in its wings to sleep.

A bush shook not far. The Pidgeotto examined the certain bush suspiciously, searching for any signs of danger. After a while, the bird pokemon curled up near her offspring and fell asleep. Suddenly, a shadow crawled out from behind the bush. Orange eyes probing the group of bug pokemon, Umbreon moved soundlessly past the tree. The moonlight pokemon crept up the hillside, tiny paws moving quickly. Umbreon stopped at the peak of the hill and examined the contents of the small valley below.

Pallet town stood alone below, most of its population asleep for the night. Umbreons orange eyes lay rest on a single house. One light lay still on in the house, its light rays steadily flowing through an open window.

Umbreon bounded down the hill and up to the house. Looking up to the window, Umbreon blinked. Tomorrow is the day he has been waiting for. Tomorrow, the prophecy will start. Tomorrow, history will be made.